Redsand Canyon sycamore

bothers her? nazli blinked. she felt water on her lashes.

the focus of the trip would be the crown prince, of course. makono was the valuable target and not her maidservant, so this concern shown for nazli was an oddity. besides, why would anyone take any interest in her?

but she would speak quickly, and agree — of course, — as if that would be enough to appease.

there was then a lull in the conversation. nazli moved in the water to finish her washing, then sank within the water to soak the muscles of her shoulders, which were sore from their travel.